Perverts 'R' Us

Chrissy

By KidBarber2 ( m/g, 1st, hair )

Ms. Abbott the foster mother thought it was wonderful that some of the neighborhood girls took an interest in 6-year-old Chrissy. The poor girl had no friends when she came to the foster home a year ago, and being nearly sixty years old Ms. Abbott didn't have the energy to keep her entertained all day. So it was with a sigh of relief that she sent Chrissy off to spend the day with her friends, giving Ms. Abbott the opportunity to take a much-needed Saturday nap.

"What are we doing today?" asked Chrissy as she walked down the street with Jessica, one of the girls from the neighborhood. Jessica and her other friends were a few years older than Chrissy, and while Chrissy didn't like some of the sexual things they'd begun to do with her, being with other kids -- no matter what they were doing -- was a lot better than staying at the foster home all day.

"Oh, a little of this and a little of that" replied Jessica, a playful smile spreading across her face. She saw the look of suspicion in Chrissy's eyes but knew the girl was so lonely that there was no way she'd turn around and go home.

Arriving at their clubhouse (a seldom-used garage belonging to one of the girl's parents), Chrissy was pleased to see the other girls playing board games and doing other "regular" kid stuff the way they had when Chrissy first started hanging around with them. Happily she joined in, and pretty soon the whole morning has passed.

"Hey Chrissy, did you know Jodie and her family are moving to Virginia tomorrow?" asked one of the girls as they took a break from their games. Chrissy had noticed earlier that Jodie and her brother Kyle -- the only boy allowed to join their group -- were nowhere to be seen, but amidst all the fun she'd forgotten to ask where they were.

"Yeah, they're stopping by in a few minutes to say goodbye," said another of the girls. "My mother baked a cake and we all brought presents to give to them. What did you bring, Chrissy?"

Chrissy was embarrassed by the question, and by the silence that spread through the room as people waited for her answer. The truth was that even if she'd known Jodie was moving, Chrissy didn't have a mother or father to buy a gift for the occasion the way the other girls did.

"I, uh... I didn't bring anything because I... I didn't know they were moving," stammered Chrissy, the look of shame evident in her eyes.

"That's okay," said one of the girls after along silence. "Just being here to say goodbye is enough... it's like you're your own present!"

Chrissy didn't think anything of it at the time, but out the corner of her eye she thought she saw several of the girls snickering behind their hands.

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The cake had lots of creamy vanilla frosting -- Chrissy's favorite -- and it was so big there were several pieces left long after the last of the gifts had been opened. Jodie and her brother Kyle sat cross-legged on the floor, smiling at having been the center of attention for most of the afternoon.

"Thanks so much, everyone!" bubbled Jodie as she looked over the sea of presents. "Oh, I nearly forgot, what did YOU bring us, Chrissy?"

As all eyes in the room turned to Chrissy, the little girl lowered her head in shame. "I... I'm really sorry, Jodie. No one told me this was gonna be a going away party, and I didn't have time to get you anything. I should probably go now..."

"Chrissy, wait!" called Jodie as the little girl neared the door. "Please stay. I... I'm pretty sure Kyle and I can think of something you have that we'd like."

Despite the nervous laughter spreading among the other girls, Chrissy let herself be led back to the middle of the room. Sitting cross-legged on the floor as the other girls closed in around her, she began to get that nervous feeling in her stomach the way she always did when things turned sexual. A voice in her head told her to leave, but she knew she wouldn't. The friendship of the girls, no matter how self-serving it may be, still meant the world to a lonely outsider like Chrissy.

"Poor, sweet little Chrissy" whispered Jodie as she knelt behind her and gently put her hands on Chrissy's shoulders. "Such a pretty little thing you are." Chrissy felt herself blush at the compliment, for the truth was that she had always felt a certain attraction to Jodie. As nervous and confused as she felt when the other girls kissed and touched her "down there," she didn't seem to mind so much when Jodie was doing it. In fact, she kind of liked it.

"You have such beautiful eyes... and lips," breathed Jodie as she slowly tilted Chrissy's head back. "And this hair... oh this wonderful hair!"

Chrissy felt her body get warm as Jodie's face drew closer, her fingers spreading out to caress Chrissy's hair. Though usually nervous by the time things progressed to this point, Chrissy allowed herself to feel lost in the pleasure of the moment -- right up to the time Jodie spoke again.

"What a gift it would be for me to take some of this hair with me when I go," announced Jodie, her gentle hold on Chrissy's locks suddenly growing stronger. "What do you think, Kyle? Wouldn't having a great big handful of this long, luscious hair be a wonderful way for us to remember our little friend Chrissy?"

As quickly as it came, Chrissy now felt the warmth drain from her body. She jerked her head forward as far as it would go -- not very far, given the firm hold Jodie now had on her hair -- and saw for the first time the malevolent smile on Kyle's face.

"Mmmmmmmm...," moaned Kyle as he dropped to his knees in front of Chrissy. "What a great idea. I can't think of anything I'd rather have to remind me of our little friend.... but then again, maybe there IS something."

Chrissy trembled as she watched Kyle take his pants off. The first couple times the girls had played the "touching game" with her had been weird enough, but this was the first time a boy was going to do something to her. Still, it wasn't until Kyle slid his underwear off and showed her his big, throbbing cock that she actually felt afraid.

"Don't worry Chrissy," whispered Kyle as he reached out and pulled down Chrissy's summer shorts and panties. "This is a party... you're supposed to have a good time." Now lying on her back with her head in Jodie's lap, Chrissy let Kyle spread her legs and watched as he dipped a finger into a leftover piece of cake. "You like frosting, don't you Sweetie?" he asked, slipping his finger between Chrissy's legs and smearing white vanilla frosting all over her little pussy. "Mmmmmm.... sure you do," he moaned, his finger circling the rim of her pussy a few times before penetrating it.

Kneeling behind Chrissy -- her fingers alternately combing and grasping the girl's long, dark hair -- Jodie looked with jealousy at the pleasure this little slut was giving her brother. Kyle had been doing things to Jodie for years, but she couldn't remember the last time he seemed so into it. She smiled at the little yelp of pain Chrissy emitted when Kyle's finger found its way into her tight little pussy, and then looked on contemptuously as her brother lowered his head between the little girl's legs.

"Mmmmm... soooo moist and creamy.... Chrissy Honey, this cake is the best thing I ever tasted."

Upset that Chrissy seemed to be giving her brother so much pleasure, Jodie wrapped a hand tightly around a hank of Chrissy's hair and looked around for the big pair of scissors she'd brought from home. Finding them just as the sound of Kyle's lapping noises intensified, Jodie opened the blades wide and smiled malevolently as she stabbed them into the little girl's hair.

Despite knowing what Jodie had planned for today, the rest of the girls cringed as they watched the scissors squeeze shut around Chrissy's locks. It's not that they felt bad for the little girl, but there was something uniquely awful about seeing such long, pretty hair get savagely chopped off. Without even realizing it, several girls began touching and twirling their own hair while Jodie laid into Chrissy's locks, reassuring themselves that no such fate would befall them.

As big as the scissors were it still took a while to completely sever the hank of Chrissy's hair, the final strands giving way with a long tearing sound even more awful than the first. Dangling it before Chrissy's face, Jodie tossed it onto the little girl's gyrating pelvis, hoping the site of it would give her overheated brother a moment's pause (for she knew that Kyle too had always loved Chrissy's thick, chestnut hair). Instead, it seemed to have the opposite effect. The sight and scent of Chrissy's beautiful hair lying limp above her otherwise bare pussy made Kyle even hornier.

As tears began streaming down the little girl's face at the sight of her ruined tresses, Kyle buried his face deeper between her legs, sliding his tongue in and out of the little virgin pussy and greedily lapping up the juices that were starting to flow.

Disgusted at having made matters worse, Jodie nonetheless grabbed another handful of Chrissy's hair and started tearing into it with the scissors. "If it's hair he wants, it's hair he gets" she thought silently, taking out her anger on Chrissy's long silky locks. Though she'd always loved the shine and thickness of the little girl's hair, Jodie now savored every moment of the haircut. She loved the way the little slut screamed as Jodie pushed and pulled her head around, crying every time a fresh batch of crudely shorn locks was thrown upon her naked chest and groin. Jodie didn't care any more that it gave her brother pleasure, so intent was she on rendering this little fucker bald. After taking off all the length she methodically worked her way around Chrissy's head, laying the scissors flat against her scalp to cut everything as short as possible.

When it was finally done the little girl's head looked freakishly ugly, its once gorgeous locks now strewn about the floor. Bursting with excitement, Kyle got to his knees and grinned lasciviously as he leaned over Chrissy, stuffing his huge, throbbing cock into her little tight pussy. With perfect timing, he buried his tongue in her mouth the moment she opened it to scream from the pain, pinning it open with his jaw as he thrust himself deeper and deeper into her. Just when he realized he couldn't keep her quiet forever, his sister came to the rescue. Deftly pulling his tongue out of Chrissy's mouth before she could bite it, Jodie quickly replaced it with a thick wad of the girl's own hair, laughing at the look of recognition that overspread Chrissy's face when she realized what it was.

Kyle fucked her as long and hard as he could before his cock finally began to soften. A couple times Chrissy almost passed out from the pain, but seemed to come alive whenever Jodie stuffed a fresh wad of hair in her mouth. Some of the other girls wanted to get in on the action as well, so they took turns propping up Chrissy's bald head in their laps while someone else penetrated her with whatever was available -- fingers, party favors, Coke bottles, etc. A couple of them even slipped off their own panties and rubbed their pussies over the little girl's scalp, leaving behind smears of jizz.

While all this was going on Jodie and Kyle separated themselves from the crowd and ended up reaching a truce of sorts. "I won't stay mad at you so long as we find another little girl to do this to after we move," said Jodie, still caressing a long, velvety soft hank of Chrissy's hair. Kyle smiled and nodded his agreement, and the two of them shook on it.

If you enjoyed this story (especially the haircutting part) and would like to contact the author, please do so by sending an email to KidBarber2@msn.com